Heartless Neck Tattoo Novels & Stories

I shake my head at him and look away. He's sitting with his knees pulled up and his arms draped lazily over them, giving me a view of his arm and hand tattoos. He has 'love' and 'pain' tattooed across his knuckles; on his right hand, he has a rose, and on the left, he has a skull. My eyes follow up his arms looking at the artwork on them for a second before I rip them away and return my glare to him.

She boldly bent to kiss my neck, and her lips slid along my shoulder, pushing black silk out of the way. She undid the buttons slowly, her lips following along as she did so. She bared my chest, smooth and hard, with a few tattoos I no longer paid any attention to. One was a skull that Id had done when I was a teenager and full of anger. Another, a slash down my right side, was a black panther stretched out along the slim expanse. Yet another, on my left pec, was a revolver, another stupid choice of a teenager. Id have them covered when I could be bothered.

Holding the phone to his face, I said, “What do you have to say?” His brow creased slightly. “Helena,” he called her name in a beastly growl, his gaze fixed back to mine before he pulled his collar down slightly, showing me the viper tattoo on his left neck. “The guy in the pictures doesn’t have this. The fuck did you not notice?” His voice was hard as he tossed the phone back to me. I caught it and stared at the picture. He was right—the man didn’t have the viper tattoo on the left part of his neck.

I don’t even know what’s real anymore, but one thing’s for sure—if Mike sees this, it’s over for me. I knew I shouldn’t have stepped out last night. How the hell did I get a tattoo on my neck? Not even something small or subtle, but a fucking handprint—like someone choking me. It’s not a design; it’s a mark, black ink spread across my skin like a warning. My stomach drops. Fuck. I’m finished.

He said to me as he saw me draw my knife. "What is going on?." He asked. Is he kidding?. "You're one of them!, You SLIMY SON OF B*TCH!!...you made me believe you!." I was already feeling the pain of betrayal tugging at my heart. He had the viper tattoo on the side of his neck. He was wearing a high neck so I didn't notice it earlier. It was as he rubbed his neck and the clothing shifted that I noticed it. "Hold on... Kara let me explain!." He gestured for me to be calm.

Sofia could only imagine the pain he must have endured to get such a significant tattoo in that location. Overwhelmed by emotions, she looked up at Leonardo's face. He was watching her intently, biting his lip, and holding his breath, anxiously awaiting her reaction. With her heart pounding, she returned her gaze to the tattoo, tracing her finger gently over the beautifully curved letters of her name. The first 'S' was artfully curved at the bottom, forming a heart, while the last 'A' extended into the shape of a heartbeat. The design was exquisite, and Sofia couldn't help but feel deeply touched by this display of affection.

The maids soon wore pitiful countenances as they headed out to work. They all did expect one who couldn't stop herself from gaping at Thane. Her co-workers tried to snap her out of her constant gawking, but she paid less attention to them. He's shirtless with the expertly drawn tattoo of a moon visible to every seeing eyes. Someone might find it strange for a tattoo of the moon to be drawn. But, Thane loves it. Maybe it's because of his immense obsession of the moon at such a tender age. Thane took notice of the unfocused maid. A frown played on his lips as he glared intimidatingly at her.

Her heartbeat completely dropped when Adrian removed his shirt. Everyone whistled but her heart ached when that tattoo machine got pressed against his skin. Adrian turned his eyes again at her. Their gazes got fastened. His jaw slightly clenched whereas her fists tightened when that machine started piercing on his skin because he might be enduring that pain but she was feeling it. It was hurting him. She could clearly see it which turned her eyes watery. Finally they got done with their work. Adrian got up and turned around. Her soul shivered when she saw his deep red skin where her name had been carved inside a heart on the left side of his chest where his heart was.

Then he stuck his thumb against my clit and I let out a squeal. “Okay, okay I hope you like it!” and lifted up my black vest top before grabbing my breasts. The tattoo was underneath my breasts. It represented two braided pieces of rope intertwined leading from each side, underneath my breath to meet in the middle. “It’s called a lover’s knot,” I said. I felt his cock harden against my ass. “I thought you might like it.” “I fucking love it. Kate, fuck that’s hot,” he growled as he urged me to climb on top of him.

I asked. "She’s in a state, Leo." Nikki said, her own eyes shadowing when they fell to the mark on my neck. Even with the tattoos on my neck, her mark wasn’t hidden away… I won’t deny that I examined it closely. It was a heart of fire in two shades, half was silvers and blues whilst the other was navy and blacks. It may look like a heart created from flames, but if you look closer, you could see that it was in fact, two wolf heads nuzzling together with fur made of fire.